Was looking at Reanie this morning. Today is the last day of school. She'll no longer be in first grade. There is something about kindergarten and first grade that means the kids are still so young and small. But to think that she's going into second grade...
I told her "Last day to be a 1st grader", and she said, "Yes, and then I'll be 7, because 2nd graders are 7."
Seven? Nooooo!
Not that there's anything wrong with seven, but still now and then she let's me pick her up to hug her. I don't want that to go away. With her home during the day for the summer, I better make sure I get in a lot of them quick before they disappear.
I also know that eventually it would cause issues, but I sure do like the way she talks with these bottom teeth out.
